"Urghh, I felt that one" Seth's wheezed, as he bent over a little, a smile on his face as he rubbed his belly.
In faith of good sportsmanship brought about by the desire to live longer and torture, courtesy of Zuroc's and Seth's desires respectively, both combatants had decided to not bash each other's faces.
Their gut and chest had become the target area of all the resentful and murdered-filled punches thrown by each combatant.
"Are you ready?" Seth said with a laugh standing up straight.
With his left arm held by Seth, Zuroc had become imprisoned to Seth, and being held in such close proximity by a man who possessed abnormal physical might, Zuroc was left on his toes at all times, and as if that wasn't bad enough, he now found out to his despair that Seth actually possessed the ability to heal himself.
Watching his enemy heal from all the injuries he had inflicted on him had nearly broken Zuroc's will to fight, but the man had easily come over this depression and championed on, willing to find victory in a game that was designed to be won by Seth.
With all the punches they had been throwing at each other, they both were now bare-chested, Seth's chest taking on a red hue while Zuroc had spots on his chest without skin.
Watching Seth lift his hand for another hit, Zuroc's dull eyes trembled, but he pushed himself up and stood firm, his eyes narrowing as he fearlessly waited for Seth's next punch, not seeming to mind the fact that his mouth and eyes were now a blood-covered mess.
Watching Zuroc's gallant posture Seth couldn't help but flick his tongue in annoyance.
With Zuroc now in his field of play, Seth was more than capable and ready to unleash a sure-kill attack, but he didn't.
Seth refused to allow himself to become arrogant and impatient and then end up losing his life in this stalemate.
The fear of what the other person's trump card or dying attack might be was one of the motives for both of them deciding to prolong their pain and go about beating themselves.
While Seth found himself being amazed and shocked at how tenacious Zuroc's body was, he was still also pressurized by his time constraints.
Though he could still hear the faint sounds of battle between the beasts and the soldiers coming from the camp, Seth wasn't sure how long the battle would continue going on, and neither was he aware which side was winning.
Hoping to increase the beast's chance of survival Seth had appointed the python to be their leader, yet even with that he wasn't sure if they could still etch a victory against Zuroc's army.
With that in mind, Set knew that he had to bring this battle of theirs to an end, and he also knew that if he could figure this out, then so could Zuroc.
Doing his best to hide as much of his next move as he could, Seth accumulated his qi and sent out his next punch, but it seemed he could not hide his intentions as Zuroc also sent out a punch despite it not being his turn.
Deciding to go all in, Seth's qi roared with him as it filled his arm which was heading for Zuroc and It would seem Zuroc also shared the same idea as the red miasma covered his attacking hand.
A short live " boom" sound out as both their fists collided, and yet despite Zuroc's preparations, the result didn't change as his right fist shot back with several crack sounds coming off it.
A pained expression climbed Zuroc's face as he withdrew his hand, but that didn't last for long as a mad grin soon claimed his face and a sinister chuckle left his lips.
Not really putting much thought into the just concluded exchange, Seth was about to go in for another attack, when his body was hit with a sense of impending crises and he saw Zuroc grin.
With his instincts screaming, Seth was just about to let go of Zuroc and move away from him, but he thankfully got a hold of himself in time and brutally overcame this instinct, further tightening his grip on Zuroc's left arm, the soft sound of cracking bones sounding.
Seeing Seth not letting go and even crushing his hand, a snarl adorned Zuroc's face as he looked at him with gritted teeth.
"Be smart and let me go, u don't want to be anywhere near me when I unleash my next move" Zuroc gritted out, but his only reply from Seth was a smile.
"let me go and I swear I won't pursue you any longer," Zuroc said once more, but the amused and mocking look he got from Seth had him let out an angry shout, and the next second the feelings of danger within Seth intensified, with the qi in Zuroc's right had spiking chaotically.
Remembering how he had resorted to threats when faced by Minuha, Seth doubted that Zuroc was truly going to go through with whatever threat he was throwing around, but then again the man was a madman, more so than him, so Seth decided to stop hesitating and go for a killing blow.
As quick as he could, Seth's left had shot out, all his five fingers outstretched as they headed for Zuroc's head.
Noticing Zuroc's right hand powerlessly hanging at his side, Seth concluded that whatever attack Zuroc was pulling off took up a lot of his concentration.
Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Seth aimed to strike Zuroc and kill him before he could pull off whatever attack he was preparing, but he was a second slow.
Just as Seth's hand was about to drill into the commander's head, his left arm which Seth was holding on to blew up in a blood-red explosion, bringing with it a force that took Seth Off his feet, yet before he could be sent flying, this red explosion exposed it's true nature as thick red miasma which stretched out and wrapped encapsulated Seth.
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